No resolutions, no broken promises........that's how I roll. I don't like disappointment, but unfortunately it's a fact of life. Can't get around it or through it without being in it.......
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| A room with a view. Perfect for capturing the sun as it said Good Night, San Antonio. |
I traded in the white fluff of Christmas Day that blanketed Utah and headed to Texas for a day and a half of 60 degree weather before it bottomed out and turned windy, cold, and rainy for the next few days after that...... I didn't care......I witnessed beautiful sunsets, woke up to fog thicker than pea soup, felt the drizzle of freezing rain on my face, and warmed my belly with Irish Coffee........wandered the old missions of San Antonio and couldn't help but envision the people, the children, nuns, priests, and Indians walking around. I felt as if I was one of them wandering down the worn pathways, through the wooden doors, kneeling at the alter............Drove to Austin, Texas....saw my favorite blues player....Stevie Ray Vaughn...actually just his statue....I play his music often......loud, very loud......I've wondered what it would have been like to have SRV, Eric Clapton, BB King......all together in one room jamming away on their guitars. Pretty sure it would have been amazing.........
I couldn't leave without visiting the Alamo.......I've read about it, watched old movies about the battle at the Alamo. I have an appreciation for that part of the history books now after visiting there. It sits nestled in the surroundings of modern day hotels, refurbished olds buildings....it looks out of place...until you walk through the iron gates and you are transported back in time and imagine the war going on both inside and out of this small, yet mighty fortress that still stands after all these years exposed to the elements of weather, time, and people passing on by. It's strange to walk the sidewalks and have cars roll on when it should be open range full of grasses waving in the wind, dust storms kicking up grit in the eyes, or the hot sun beating down upon your brow.............
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| It's all in the details. Who puts detail like this in their buildings anymore? No one. It's a lost art. Hand carved pictures. Beautifully carved out of stone and wood. Still intact after all the years of weather pounding on it. They were not a throw away society as we are today. Tear down the old, build new.....at some point it needs to stop. Buildings can be recycled...... |
I walked more in 5 days than I have in a long time. People are accommodating to a mad women on crutches!!! I managed to not trip anyone and not fall again myself. I'm looking forward to going back sometime to visit the baby boy. There's more to be seen and do. Plenty of pubs to sample, both in good food and drinks, more missions to see, more of the wide open ranges, towns and cities of Texas to visit.
I made it through another year.......I listened, watched, and felt the pain of many who had sorrow and heartache. I listened, watched and felt the joy from those who had blessed events happen. It was another year for the mental history cells to grab a hold and remember in the brain. Time is not standing still for me or for anyone.
I'm taking one day at a time.....not worrying about what I am going to do tomorrow. I can only think about what today is bringing me, if anything. The day will be either good or bad............
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